Chordproc: Loudon Wainwright

Loudon Wainwright


  1. Cardboard Boxes
  2. I'm Alright
  3. Motel Blues
  4. Swimming Song
  5. Unfriendly Skies
  6. White Winos

Cardboard Boxes

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I'm gonna go to the supermarket I'm gonna go to the liquor store I'm gonna get me some cardboard boxes You know what them boxes are for I'm gonna rent me a "U-Haul" trailer Hook it on the back of my old car Call up some of my stronger buddies That's what your strong buddies are for
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We're gonna move
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We're gonna move
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Yeah, move...
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Give it to the Salvation Army or the Good-will We've got so much junk it's a joke Wrap a knick-nack in some old newspaper I know it was a present, but the damn thing broke Your old shoes and my old T-shirts My strong buddies crave ice cold beers Don't throw that away, it's a family heirloom I've had that ashtray for fifteen years We're gonna move, We're gonna move, Yeah, move...
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We're gonna empty out our old place,
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And move into a brand new better space,
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Move... We got the books, and the records And the tapes, and the pictures And the pots and the pans, and all the breakable glass The living room couch, and the dining room table The washer, and the dryer, what a pain in the ass We've got the TV, and the home entertainment centre The box spring, and the queen-size bed We got the Christmas decorations And the bureau, and the play-pen If we had a piano, I think I'd drop dead We're gonna move We're gonna move! At the end of the day, the old place is empty And the new place houses all of our stuff Unpack all the crap in the cardboard boxes It wasn't that bad, no, it wasn't so rough But my strong buddies look a little bit grumpy I don't why I broke my butt Tomorrow we'll call up the telephone company And get another set of house keys cut We're gonna move We're gonna move Yeah, move... I can tell by the look on your face, You just love our brand new better space, baby! Move...
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We're gonna move, we're gonna move----------!
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We're gonna move, we're gonna move----------!
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We're gonna move,
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Yeah, move... (Whick -tish!)
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I'm Alright

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Woke up this morning, didn't feel that bad Last night was definitely not one of the worst I ever had
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Ate a nice dinner, drank a few drinks
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Didn't think about you baby no matter what you think
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Went back to my hotelroom I went straight to bed
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Didn't moan, didn't cry and I did not wish I was dead
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I'm alright I'm alright
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Yeah I'm alright baby
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I'm alright without you Woke up this morning, didn't have the blues So I put on my tubesocks, laced up my running shoes Went down to the reservoir to jog a mile or two Didn't take about our love and I wasn't missing you Went back to my hotelroom took a few phonecalls Clean sheets on a made up bed and artwork on the wall I'm alright, I'm alright Yeah I'm alright baby, I'm alright without you Woke up this afternoon and I sat up in the bed There was a gnawing in my gut and a poundin' in my head So I went to the bathroom, to the medicinechest There was sleepin'pills and razorblades and all the rest But I was in control baby I was so relaxed I found myself my dental floss, my favourite kind - unwaxed I'm alright I'm alright Yeah I'm alright baby I'm alright without you



Motel Blues

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In this town television shuts off at two
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What can a lonely rock and roller do
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The beds so big and the sheets are clean
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Your girlfriend thinks you are nineteen
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The Styrofoam ice bucket's full of ice
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Come up to my motel room treat me nice I don't want to make no late night New York Calls I don't want to stare at those ugly grass mat walls Chronologically I know you're young But when you kissed me in the club you bit my tongue I'll write a song for you, put it on my next LP Come up to my motel room, sleep with me There's a bible in the drawer, don't be afraid I'll put up a sign to warn the clean up maid There's lots of soap and lots of towels Never mind those desk clerk scowls I'll buy you breakfast, they'll think you're my wife Come up to my motel room, save my life



Swimming Song

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This summer I went swimming,
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This summer I might have drowned
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But I held my breath and I kicked my feet
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And I moved my arms around,
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I moved my arms around. This summer I swam in the ocean, And I swam in a swimming pool, Salt my wounds, chlorine my eyes, I'm a self-destructive fool, a self-destructive fool. This summer I swam in a public place And a reservoir, to boot, At the latter I was informal, At the former I wore my suit, I wore my swimming suit. This summer I did the backstroke And you know that's not all I did the breast stroke and the butterfly And the old Australian crawl, the old Australian crawl. This summer I did swan dives And jackknifes for you all And once when you weren't looking I did a cannonball, I did a cannonball.



Unfriendly Skies

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I wonder how Suzy is doing
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In the airport in old Durango
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Does Suzy still work for the airlines?
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I pray one day they let that bitch go
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Suzy's a big deal at the airlines
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Though Durango airport's pretty small
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She checks in and tags and handles some baggage
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You could say that Suzy does it all
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You could say that bitch Sue does it all I flew into Durango from Denver Where I'd ground-checked my Martin guitar Suzy took it off of that aircraft Threw it on top of a luggage car From the airplane there on the runway Through the window I witnessed it all My axe hit the tarmac, I swear I heard it crack My old dreadnught took a dreadful fall My guitar took a terrible fall
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So inside I showed Suzy the damage
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Caused by her negligent misdeed
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She denied that it even happened
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Innocent was how Suzy did plead When I implied that she was a liar That's when Suzy made up her sick mind Hell surely don't hath that bitch Suzy's wrath She was kick my ass big time That bitch would kick my ass big time
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The next day I went back to the airport My old six-string held together with tape Suzy was on duty that morning From that cold bitch I cold not escape She said you can't take your guitar to Texas Because it's in a soft leather case Either leave it behind, or a hard case go find I swear that bitch had a smile on her face That bitch had a smile on her face Then she showed me a rule in a rulebook Some BS made up by the FAA I had to leave my guitar in Durango Get it Fed-Exed back home to LA I borrowed an axe down in Austin Where I swore I would write Suzy's wrong Lawyers ain't cheap, I'm no litigious creep So instead I wrote Suzy a song I wrote that bitch Suzy a song Now I think of myself as a nice guy Usually I'm polite, never rude 'Course the bitch's real name isn't Suzy 'Cause I don't want to get my ass sued But I wonder how Angela's doing That's something I'd sure like to know Is angie still there with her pony-tail hair In that airport in old Durango? In that airport in old Durango?



White Winos

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Mother liked her white wine, when she was alive
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She was desperate to live, but her limit was five
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Carefully I'd kiss her, and send her off to bed
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Thank God we stuck with white wine, and stayed away from red
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Always stick with white wine and stay away from...
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Mother liked her white wine, and she'd have a glass or two
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Almost every single night after her day was through
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Sancerre, Chardonnay, Chablis, Pinot Grigio
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Just to take the edge off, just to get the glow,
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You've got to take the edge off if you want to get the...
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Mother liked her white wine and we'd have a glass or three
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And we'd sit out on the screen porch, white winos mom and me
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We'd talk about my childhood, recap my career,
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When we got to my father that was when I'd switch to beer
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When we got to the old man then I'd always switch to...
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Mother liked her white wine and she'd have a glass or 4
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Each empty bottle a dead soldier, the marriage was the war
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When we blurred the edges, when we drank the lot
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Thats when I got nervous, when the glow got hot
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I always get nervous when the glow gets...
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I still like my white wine and I'll have a glass or two
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And when I'm down I'll have some whiskey, thats something I shouldn't do
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Every now and then, I'll take a drop of red
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When I'm with a woman that I want to take to bed
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When I'm with a woman that I want to take to...
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Mother liked her white wine, when she was alive
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She was desperate to live, but her limit was five
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Carefully I'd kiss her, and send her off to bed
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Thank God we stuck with white wine, and stayed away from red
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Always stick with white wine, and stay away from
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Mother liked her white wine